Your words become the smoking gun

THANKS for the inspiration. Inspiration for this song came from the strangest place. which I will not go into, I'll leave that to your imagination. I hope it makes some sense to all who take the time to read it. It does need some fixing up. (edit Wed. 7:33 fixed a few lines)
ALL COMMENTS WELCOME GOOD, BAD, OR INDIFFERENT. I call this one

YOUR WORDS BECOME THE SMOKING GUN

I sit in the dark in the middle of my room
With my guitar in my hand it's quiet as a tomb
I say a small prayer and hope you'll understand
Strum a few chords,stop and clap my hands...
and I sing

(Chorus)
A threat is a threat and hate is still hate
there's really nothing here to debate
If I say that I'm offended by what you say
You tell me it's just in fun, just go away
Then what if something happens and
your words become the smoking gun.

The walls that I sing to don't know what I say
They are so much like... you in that way
I voiced my opinion, you never heard
but the walls listen to the words...
that I sing

(Chorus)
A threat is a threat and hate is still hate
there's really nothing here to debate
And if I say that I'm offended by what you say
You tell me it's all just in fun, just go away
Then what if something happens and
your words become the smoking gun.

I say another prayer, I'm not that kind of man
I'm not done trying to make you understand
You may think that I'm singing the blues
No, can't you see I'm just reading the NEWS...
and I sing

(Chorus)
A threat is a threat and hate is still hate
there's really nothing here to debate
And if I say that I'm offended by what you say
You tell me it's all just in fun, just go away
Then what if something happens and
your words become the smoking gun.

(Repeat til fade)
your words become the smoking gun
your words become the smoking gun